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Mind the faults
Dry bones in dead fingertips scratch a tired quill
pulled from a near dry well on an old staunch parchment
while the soul urges to write delicate curls of wonderous love swirls.
The body lays unwilling as a searching heart too wild to wait
cut its self out with such intense ferocity.
The sedentary will welded to its own time in place refuses to move.
Stuck in the prism of reality, I long for the depth of fantasy.
awesome as always. Havent
awesome as always. Havent seen your stuff in a while, so just saying hello and that you inspire me with your calvacade of ideas and wordsmithery.
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Fantasy is cool and all but fantastical reality might be even better. Well, so long as it's not too dark and twisted. Good to see you back around, Ssmoothie!
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Good to be back even if just
Good to be back even if just a little while. Got lauches and productions, auditions checks of all kinds and will be directing one soon. I miss this place like craaaaaazy dying to just raw write my way through some big ass issues ;) blessings and hugss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
...the depths of fantasy..,"
Devoutly to be wished. The light the heavy fantastic will do, no difference. :D. ~A~ hugz